"Hey, young man, wake up. Wake up..."
In his daze, Luo Fan felt someone shaking his body and speaking to him.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw an elderly woman who looked to be in her sixties or seventies staring at him.
Luo Fan reflexively backflipped away, putting some distance between them as he watched her warily.
The elderly woman looked peaceful enough.
But in the Weird Apocalypse, human hearts were sometimes even more terrifying than the Weird.
"Young man, what's wrong? Why were you sleeping on the ground?"
Luo Fan's swift backflip had startled the elderly woman, and she asked him.
"Where is this?" Luo Fan asked.
"These are the outskirts of Hong City. Did you drink so much last night that you blacked out?" the elderly woman asked, looking at Luo Fan in puzzlement.
Hong City?
Luo Fan frowned at her words.
He had been to Hong City after the apocalypse, too.
Wasn't I in Tokyo? How did I get here in the blink of an eye?
Luo Fan looked around, and disbelief spread across his face.
This was indeed Hong City, and it was broad daylight, but the scene before him was completely different from the Hong City he remembered.
The asphalt road was clean and tidy. In the distance, he could see several cars traveling smoothly back and forth. Looking farther away at the high-rise buildings, he saw clean, spotless glass reflecting brilliant light in the sunshine...
The scene before him was completely different from the apocalyptic wasteland Luo Fan remembered.
Have I fallen under an illusion technique? Luo Fan's heart sank slightly as he looked at the scene before him.
Indeed, the Weird Apocalypse had broken out two or three years ago. Even where the Sequence Alliance was based, they were only rebuilding the